Romantik 소설 & 이야기

“Hi, everyone… Uhm… I’m not prepared for this. It’s been so long since I last do this so, please bear with me.” Her fingers started strumming the chords. A few moments later, she started singing. “If there were no words, no way to speak, I would still hear you… If there were no tears, no way to feel inside, I’d still feel for you… And even if the sun refused to shine, even if romance ran out of rhyme… You would still have my heart until the end of time… You’re all I need, my love… my valentine….”

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

After a silence between both of them, which transports them to highlights of their time together, Bruce kind of breaks the nostalgic moment, “But anyway, in one word... define Romantic...” “I see it like a box of chocolate, just one of those assortments that mom brought every time she came back from a trip. In our land, all people have practically one flavor. This is a well-assorted box...” excited.

🎤You weren't near me, 🎤When I was scared in the long night, 🎤You weren't there, 🎤When they put me to sleep. 🎤You weren't near me, 🎤When I said that I was lonely. 🎤You weren't beside me, 🎤When all I felt was pain. 🎤Don't wake me up, 🎤I don't want to see you again, 🎤I've had enough, 🎤You weren't near me, 🎤La, la, la, 🎤La, la, la, la, la, la, la.

Her eyes widened, and she fell to her knees before him, although it was clear that she was far older than he. "Beta," she began, rather meekly, "I am sorry for losing my temper in your presence. She said some..some disrespectful things and I couldn't...I couldn't take it. " Her voice shook with emotion, like she was about to break down into tears. To my surprise, he ran his fingers through her dreadlocks, soothing her tenderly, and she rubbed against his legs, seeking his comfort. It was almost a sweet scene, like the one between a mother wolf and a pup. It is okay, Desdemona. I will handle the proud princess myself. From now onwards, Princess Miatta is my responsibility.

Nora brought white roses when she visited me in the hospital. She fumbled with the flowers, accidentally tipping over the vase and spilling water everywhere. "Oh, no. I'm so sorry, Natalie," she babbled, scrambling to clean up the mess. "I didn't mean to do that." "It's fine," I said, even though nothing really was. She sat down, nervously fiddling with the edge of her skirt. It was a fancy Chanel, a present from Francis, but I was the one who had picked it out. "Natalie, have you and Francis been at it again?"

The lantern cast her shadow long and warped against the wall, stretching her thinner than she really was. There was something on the table. She hadn’t left it there. Ben felt the spike of fear the moment her eyes landed on it. A ribbon. It lay coiled neatly beside the lamp, pale blue, clean and new. Completely out of place in the modest, worn-down room. Her breath hitched as she reached for it, fingers hovering just above the fabric. She hadn’t owned anything like this. Her chest tightened. She picked it up, the silk cool and unfamiliar against her skin. It smelled faintly of something sharp and foreign, like leather and smoke.

It was like a quiet acknowledgment and a promise without words. I stepped into the misting rain outside, feeling the cool droplets on my skin, my heart was still full from the warmth inside. The street was empty and silent except for the soft sound of rain. But inside me, the warmth lingered — Mark’s words, his touch, his presence, all weaving a quiet thread I couldn’t ignore.

he mutteres before closing his eyes . He woke up with giggles surrounding his ears . As he groaned due to a weight on his torso and opened his eyes to see his belle on top of him . "Arabelle " he called keeping his hand on her bare thighs and squeezing them making her bite her lip . "Wakey Wakey Mr. Grumpy " she said and he laughed sitting up causing her to gasp as her core suddenly grinded on his shaft .

"Desert, I mean it, we are going to war and not only that, there are rogues amongst us, I want to trust them but at the end of it they are still rogues, so stay close, got it? "Yes sir," she gives me a salute, "Come here, cheeky bitch" I say reaching for her and kissing her deeply. We settle down for the night getting some much-needed rest for the long journey through the mountains tomorrow, I enjoy the peace of having my girl in my arms. S